Do you know the cost of what is lost?
Do you know the price for that vice?
He bled so you wouldn’t be dead.
Take heed, forget your greed!
I had this go through my head one day and decided to write it down because it rhymed. Maybe it is only prose, maybe it’s a really bad short poem. Some people think that if a poem rhymes that it’s corny or too sweet. Either way I wanted to share it, since my blog contains most of my short poems. I will be sharing the rest, so stay tuned!